Chapter 304: New Mission

"To think it would end like this..." After the Tarot Club concluded, Klein felt somewhat dazed.

He had considered many possibilities, but this evil god sacrifice incident had ended in the most inconceivable way.

"Why? Was it the Dream Sect?" Klein's Spirituality provided the answer.

Once the Dream Sect moves, there is truly nothing in this world that can stop it.

This sect, which isn't even a Church, controls an extremely important Authority in this world—money, or rather, wealth.

This single Authority alone is enough to force those nobles to back down; whether to shrink by ten percent or ninety-nine percent, the noble lords still have the brains to distinguish.

"This is great!" Klein laughed, and then, to his pleasant surprise, he learned from the next day's newspaper that the Royal Family had officially published plans to legislate the protection of the public's right to survival; everything had been thoroughly settled.

The fog over Backlund was swept away along with it.

Even under the leadership of the Dream Sect, the East District had already taken a step ahead of legislation to begin reforms within the East District.

This included, but was not limited to, retrofitting high-pollution factories, reducing the emission of waste gas and wastewater, raising the minimum wage for workers, establishing labor arbitration offices...

"What the hell, why is the sense of déjà vu so strong?" Klein's face carried several question marks when he saw the newspaper.

"Could it be that some high-ranking member of the Church is a fellow countryman? Higher than Beckett? Or perhaps a fellow countryman transmigrated into the body of a member of the Royal Family?"

Regardless, the result was good, and the expectations were also decent.

Knock, knock... A knocking sound rang out, but the person outside was not very willing to wait, pushing the door open and walking in directly.

Chumen scanned the room and raised an eyebrow, "Yo, quite leisurely, aren't we?"

Klein was sitting in a recliner with a cup of black tea, holding a newspaper in his other hand.

Leonard was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, eyes closed in a feigned nap, while Maric was hiding in the darkest corner, keeping to himself.

Sharon, having transformed into a Wraith, was hiding in the cleanest and brightest mirror, sitting upright on a high-backed chair, resting her chin on her hand as she watched everyone.

"Bishop Chumen?!" Klein was a bit flustered, nearly spilling the black tea in his cup.

But the "Clown" 【pathway】 granted him excellent balance, and he quickly steadied himself, placing the two items in his hands onto the table.

He felt a slight panic, like being caught slacking off on the job by his boss.

"Ah?" Leonard opened his eyes in a daze, then, mirroring Klein's reaction, hurriedly sat up straight.

"New work has arrived; you won't be able to stay idle any longer." Chumen sat behind the detective's desk, looking at these people in the detective agency.

Klein and the others also became serious.

Their recent leisure was actually because the Blood Sect and the Witch Sect had caused this disaster in Backlund and naturally dared not stay here, having moved almost all their organization members out.

And finding the Blood Sect and the Witch Sect was the very job of their detective agency; now, there was nothing left to do.

So they had been waiting for a new mission to arrive.

"You don't think the Blood Sect could cause such a big commotion without any follow-up, do you?" Chumen chuckled.

"Starting today, worldwide, all countries and all Churches will list the Blood Sect as the primary target for elimination, and the Witch Sect as the second."

Chumen spoke a sentence that left the other four in shock and bewilderment.

"We are going to completely eradicate this evil sect and make it disappear from history."

"Is such a thing really possible?"

In Klein's memory, there had never been such an event; completely erasing an organization that worshipped an evil god—the price required might already exceed the tolerance range of any Church.

After all, there is competition between Churches; a mature Church would not risk huge dangers to fight an evil sect to the death.

With the Churches not being of one mind, it was fundamentally impossible to succeed.

"I say it is possible, so it is."

Fabuti could no longer escape from that Abyss; if the Blood Sect wasn't completely eradicated at this time, were they waiting for the "Mother Tree of Desire" to come and receive it?

"This matter was initiated by the Dream Sect," Chumen explained, "and furthermore, all the costs are paid by the Dream Sect."

"Hunting a 'Criminal' pathway Beyonder Characteristic can even fetch a fifty percent premium purchase price from the Dream Sect."

At this, everyone was left speechless.

Was such a Dream Sect too wealthy? The honorific name of the "Supreme Dream" didn't include a God of Wealth!

"So, do you know what your next mission is?"

Klein and the others nodded solemnly.

"Of course, you can't find the people of the Blood Sect in Backlund; you need to go to sea."

"Go to sea?!" The others were shocked.

"Now that the Blood Sect and the Rose School of Thought have gotten together and have already begun to move south, we need to do our best to kill the Blood Sect before the two merge into one."

Hearing the mention of the "Rose School of Thought," Sharon and Maric could no longer hold back, breaking out of their state of Temperance.

"Is this the timing?" Miss Sharon asked.

When they first arrived in Backlund and met Chumen, Chumen had told them the timing was not yet right.

Now, it seemed it was.

"You may begin your revenge." Chumen did not answer directly; Klein guessed that the Blood Sect was still the highest priority.

"Yes!" Sharon and Maric both lowered their heads in agreement.

"So, do you have any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads; they were a bit surprised by this mission, but also felt it was very reasonable.

"By the way, if you go overseas, you had best prepare a messenger, otherwise it will be difficult for me to communicate with you." Chumen hinted.

Klein nodded silently; he understood messengers the best, and perhaps he could ask Mr. Azik for advice.

"Alright, that's it." Chumen clapped his hands, stood up, and looked at Klein, "Oh, right, you have become a true Dream Envoy; pay more attention to the things around you."

"... Yes." Klein blinked; it was likely related to his previous prayers and moving the Dream Statue.

He was already a "Dream" pathway Beyonder, and now that he had truly shown his face to the "Supreme Dream," it was reasonable to become an Envoy.

"Contact me if you have anything." Chumen left this sentence and disappeared directly from the detective agency.

"You... a Divine Favored?!" Unexpectedly, Leonard, Maric, and Sharon all looked at Klein in astonishment.

"Wasn't I one to begin with?" Klein pointed at himself.

The Dream Pathway itself could be regarded as a Divine Favored.

Looking at it this way, the gold content of the Dream Sect's Divine Favored had dropped significantly.

Hmm? That makes so much sense...

Leonard's mouth twitched, "Could it be that I've become a supporting character?!"

There is one more chapter, it will have to be this afternoon.